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It wasn't the sort of party where she wanted to go into heat. None of them were, of course, but especially that one. Not when things had grown as raging and chaotic as they were. Several windows had been broken, and plenty of furniture too. She'd been perfectly fine all day long, but the drop in temperature and the change in season seemed to set it off. Or maybe it was all the drinks. Or the big athletes stomping around, making noise and wreaking havoc. Okay, so it was a lot of things at once, but she didn't care what caused it when she was left aching and flexing there in her chosen corner. She wasn't really talking to anyone. Things had grown a little too rowdy for her liking, and she was a little too many drinks deep to hold a decent conversation anyway. It was probably time to slip away before someone sniffed her out.

Even amid the chaos and the noise, there was no hiding the pheromonal perfume she was putting off. Especially not from some keen-nosed canines. It all happened fast. She started slinking off, pushing past the dense crowd, and then she felt a hand on her shoulder. It was a firm one. A bulky body blocked her way to the front door, and then another cut off her retreat. She was swiftly surrounded by a pack of burly wolves, and no one stepped in to protect her from the horny beasts. They were probably already looking for someone to fuck, and her scent drove them deeper into their feral nature until they simply couldn't keep their hands off her.

"Soft bitch smells wet..." one of them grunted as he grabbed her ass.

"Bet she's in heat. Kitty need a few knots in her pussy?" Another one teased her while going for a greedy double-fistful of her tits.

"Cats are always such knot sluts. Probably get tired of those spiky dicks." One of them leaned close to lick her cheek and the back of her ear before giving her a harsh smack of a spank.

She didn't bother to protest. The words would have been all slurred anyway. Instead, she smacked at those groping hands and tried her best to sneak away between the barrier of bodies surrounding her. The pack hunters weren't about to let their prey slip out of their grasp. She bumped heavily into someone's broad chest, then stabled back into one with a heavier gut. Her balance was all off, her head was spinning, and her humid sex absolutely ached. Still, she knew if they got a hold of her she was going to walk out of that party unquestionably pregnant with some big dumb wolf pups. That was reason enough to shove and struggle as they collectively grabbed her and started to drag her off. When she snarled they just snarled right back.

Nobody got between the pack and their meat. They hauled that squirming feline off into a back room, then locked the door behind them. She was trapped, surrounded by those five masculine figures, already swimming in their musk before they even got their dicks out. It was all making her state that much worse. She writhed in their grasp, not just to get away, but from the sheer need they were invoking just by being there. They still wouldn't put her down. Four of them had a limb each, keeping her all stretched out and vulnerable, while the fifth moved to open a drawer in a bedside table. There was something hidden there, stashed ahead of time for their nefarious purposes. It sloshed when the big canine approached with it.

"Fuck yeah, give her the stuff!" one whooped.

"Let's see how fukken ripe she can get," another snarled.

"I could probably knock her up just thinking about it ..." came the mutter of a third.

That was all the explanation she got. They fought with her until they could jam their fingers in her mouth and pry it open. She tried to bite, but it didn't do her any good. They forced her to take a splash of that mysterious stuff and she couldn't help but swallow it. At least it was sweet. She felt an immediate deepening of her heat before it even got all the way to her belly, until she was ready to rowl and whimper with the discomfort of going un-fucked for any longer. Yet even knowing how badly her body needed it, she still took some swings at the greedy studs when they got her to the floor and started dragging her out of her outfit. That wasn't easy given how tightly everything fit her. They had to peel the leather from her curves to get what they wanted.

"Oh goddamn she is thick," said one of the smaller ones. "Dibs. I've got dibs. We decided beforehand, everyone remembers."

"Yes, we do, Ethan." The wolf who spoke was the tallest and most well-built among them. He was quieter and more composed than the rest, but everyone turned to listen anyway. "Pick your condom and let's see what you can do. Maybe you'll get lucky."

The chubby one presented a box, and Ethan reached in to shuffle around and grab one of the packages inside. "Herrrrre's hoping."

Another got right in her face, puffing hotly in her mouth. She snapped her teeth at him but that just made him chuckle. He had a nasty way of talking, like he was going to bite her at any moment.

"Gonna play a little roulette with ya, bitch. Got you all drugged up in so much fucking heat that a single drop of spunk is gonna give you one of our mutts. Or a bunch. Poked a hole in one of these rubbers. Don't know which one of us it's gonna be, but we're gonna make you a mom tonight."

The leopardess pushed against the hold of those strong wolves keeping her in place while Ethan pulled his cock out and slid that latex covering over his veiny, red shaft. He was so hard his dick plapped up against his belly with every heavy throb. His hips started moving before he was even on top of her. Humping the air, grunting, drooling, he finally forced himself between her struggling thighs and yanked her panties down around her knees. His forceful stripping snapped the string and left that soaked-through garment wrapped around one of her spotty thighs. He babbled like he was about to lose his mind.

"Fuck fuck fuck ... give me that pussy ... need that kitty cunt so bad ..." he huffed.

"You're gonna get all defiled by us wolves, pussycat. What are all your fellow kitties going to think of that?" the nasty one teased.

She didn't think about it that much. Instead, she just flashed a toothy growl at Ethan while he laid himself on top of her and pushed his wrapped-up cock into her sex. No teasing, no easing himself in. He found a spot and just rammed his dick home, leaving her yowling out and the wolves collectively laughing at that sharp feline noise. Ethan fucked like he was on a time limit. He spent as little as two seconds hilted inside her drenched cunt before he wrenched himself back and started pumping her. They didn't even get her onto the bed, they just held her down on the floor so she could get fucked on the carpet. Ethan panted wildly and sent a trickle of drool down on her face while he rutted her as hard as he could. There was no mercy from a horny wolf, and she couldn't do much more than screech and snarl about it.

Further clouding her mind was the added scent that came with the other four pulling their dicks out and starting to stroke them over her pinned body. She sucked down another lungful of wolf musk with every single rapid breath she took, and through it all, that eager one between her legs never stopped slamming himself into her. His knot kissed against her pussy lips every time he humped, but he never buried it inside her. Things were just starting to feel good for her when he went off with a sudden whimper. She of course didn't show it, and expressed nothing but disgust and dismay alike with her clenched teeth flashing at him as he blew a load while all snugly buried in her pussy.

"Ohhhhh, fuck!"

It was as much a proclamation of pleasure and Ethan cursing himself for nutting so fast. That didn't stop him from utterly erupting inside of her. She could feel the condom bloating with his load, and she silently hoped to himself that of all the wolves, it wouldn't be him that knocked her up. Maybe it would be none of them, if she could squirm away while they were distracted. Her opportunity proved ineffective when all she got in was a few kicks as one of them let go of her leg to shove Ethan aside. The overeager wolf resisted at first, finishing up his orgasm inside the leopardess, but eventually he couldn't hold his balance anymore. He collapsed off to the side, panting heavily, and left Mahiri looking into the face of a seductively smiling, handsome example of his species. That fine-looking wolf gave her a little wink.

"Don't mind him. Let's show you what a wolf can really do." Then he raised his voice a little and whooped to the rest of the pack. "Ten bucks says I make her cum!"

"Pfft. You're on," the chubby one scoffed.

"Let's see what you can do, Damien," the leader said with a slow, approving nod.

Mahiri kicked her legs wildly, but she couldn't fight him off. He forced her up into a mating press that really showed off the shape of her thighs, then pinned her under his weight. Despite him acting a little flirty moments ago, he soon showed himself to be just as brutal as the rest of the wolves. That position let him lung and stuff her full of cock, and he mashed his knot against her entrance until she gave a little scream. Someone smacked her on the cheek in the middle of that sound, snickering at her in the process. It was probably that mean one. She didn't like the look of him. Damien seemed much more worthy of knocking her up at least, though she still squirmed and kicked, even clawed when she could. They didn't have a full grip on her legs anymore, and those toeclaws could do some damage if they weren't careful, but nothing she did stopped Damien repeatedly thumping her entrance, trying to drive his knot inside her.

"Fucking slut wants so badly to moan, I bet," the mean one taunted.

"You should feel the way she was squeezing on my dick! Like she was demanding I finish in her," Ethan hastily explained, maybe to make excuses for blowing so fast. "She wants us so bad. Bet getting held down just makes her hotter."

She wasn't even sure if she could deny that. Not when her body was doing so much in response to every single stroke of stimulation she got between her legs. Damien had a little more rhythm, a little more control than the last wolf, but he still fucked her roughly. There was no lovemaking to be had - it was just forceful driving dominance, trying to get his knot inside her every single time he used his powerful muscles to pound down and hump her. He got a little closer every time. She was spreading, stretching, leaking an excess of juices brought about by her heat and that unknown substance they'd forcefed her. The taste was still on her lips. Though it was mixing with the combined masculine scents wafting all around her. The two biggest wolves who had her arms throbbed just above her face, sometimes dripping their precum into her splayed-out hair.

The most important thing to her was to keep from showing how damn good that knot felt when it finally pushed past her resistance and locked inside her. Her body gave a jolt, a sudden buck of pleasure. She fought her hardest not to outright scream. It was a semi-successful effort. Instead, there came an extended rowwwwwl from her lips as that solid bulb sank in and tied with her. She felt the warmth of Damien's spunk shortly after, though only through the layer of latex protecting her overheated womb. Or she was pretty sure none got inside, anyway. It was hard to tell when she soakingly, achingly wet. Either way, Damien won his bet.

"Cum for me, spotty girl," he rumbled through interlocked teeth.

A quivering, trembling, orgasm was her compliance to that command. She bucked her hips sharply up at him but she couldn't drive him any deeper into her. Then there came the squeezing, the rapid clenches she couldn't hold back. She squirted for him amid the rumbling and shaking. That got a collective laugh and woofing from the wolves as they celebrated Damien's triumph. He bucked into her a few more times and then he just relaxed to finish emptying his nuts into that condom. Maybe he was knocking her up, maybe not. He had a one in five chance. A stray thought crossed Mahiri's mind as she basked in that unwanted afterglow. If he was the one to do it ... maybe that wouldn't be so bad.

That train of thought got rudely interrupted when there came a sudden splurch of hot wolf cum all over her tits. Ethan loomed above, snickering as he squeezed that used condom out all over her. She got splashed and soaked in jizz from her tits to her face. Some of it definitely got in her mouth. The musky taste lingered even as she growled her disapproval and spat at him. The spunk trickled down the curves of her bust, soaking into her fur, marking her with that first wolf's scent. She couldn't even get her hands up to defend herself when Ethan reached in and gave her splattered tits a good squeeze, massaging and kneading his cum into her skin like it was lotion.

"Heh ... little something to remember me by. Have fun explaining to your kitty friends why you smell like wolf jizz tomorrow."

"I think she's more likely to remember the dick that made her squirt," Damien taunted, and Ethan just grumbled.

Damien wriggled his knot inside her a couple times and made her yelp, still terribly overstimulated from the whole thing. Any relief she might have felt, any chance at getting a break from getting relentlessly rutted by big dumb horny wolves was cast away when he roughly yanked that knot right back out of her. It was a shocking release, and came with an appropriately massive POP that almost masked her simultaneous shriek. Her own juices came pouring out as he freed himself from her tight cunt, and didn't even manage to stop squirming before he mirrored Ethan's humiliating treatment. He got that cum-filled condom off, and then squeezed out, this time right onto her face. She couldn't even snarl unless she wanted to swallow it all, instead left-tight lipped as he splashed her face in that fresh cream and admired how her features looked all slathered up.

"Alright. You're up, Chris," the head one said.

"Fuckin' finally ..."

She didn't have time to recover from that either. Gasping her way through the layer of spunk on her face, she tried her best not to get too much in her mouth while another wolf lunged for her. This one was even rougher than the others. It was that nasty one from before. Chris smacked her on the hip and then gave her a rough shove to get her where she wanted to be. When she didn't immediately move how he wanted, he gave her a snarl and smacked again, and this time he added some clawing to his insistence. The other wolves helped roll her stubborn body over, leaving her on her face, her tits squishing uncomfortably to the rug. They still wouldn't let her up, and worse, that position meant Chris could harshly spank her all he wanted. He smacked his upon those two juicy asscheeks as if playing a drum solo on her booty.

"Fat-assed bitch. Maybe I'll fuck that spotty butt later once I'm done getting you pregnant."

He slapped his cock against one of those cheeks and then got on top of her. The position didn't allow for much movement. He almost crushed her with his weight, leaving her gasping, and she couldn't get her hands down to try to brace herself. The other wolves kept her limbs stretched out, her legs spread, everything to accommodate that vicious wolf having his way with her. He got his shaft all wrapped up snug in that condom and started jabbing at her rump with some inelegant, teasing thrusts. Mostly, he was just dominantly humping her as if to claim temporary ownership at least. Pinned and covered in wolf spunk, she couldn't do anything about the horny beast rubbing himself against her asscheeks. Nor could she stop him once he actually started to take aim and get himself under her tail. Which he made sure to painfully yank while he mounted her.

"You better start fuckin' yowlin' for me once I get going ..." he threatened, though it wasn't clear what the consequences might have been if she disobeyed.

Another smack, this time to her actual cheek came to make her mewl in distress and pain alike. He quickly got his wish when he gave her a chomp on the shoulder while he penetrated her, bringing out those sharp feline noises he wanted. She arched her back and bucked her hips like a horse trying to throw her rider, but he was there to stay. More than anything, she sped the process along, helped him sink down into her well-used pussy all the faster, and hilt himself to the knot harder. The impact jolted her whole body, jiggling the curves that weren't squished down flat beneath her. She clenched her teeth and just listened to the satisfied snarls, knowing that meant Chris was taking pleasure in violating her just like the rest of them.

His pace fit his apparent personality. Not only did he bite and claw at her while he thumped her from behind, but he slammed down about as hard as he could. It was like he wasn't even trying to fuck her just, break her. She was going to have bruises on her butt by the time he was done bashing his hips into her. It still felt good though. That driving, knotted cock jamming into her over and over, at such a brutal pace, was enough to get her nice and wet all over again. It wasn't long before she started squeezing, started clenching down and working tightly around Chris' cock while he fucked her senseless. Another spank to one cheek rang out loudly through the room, but mostly it was just the thud of his knot and the plap of his nuts against her thighs while he took her for his own.

"Look at that thing wobble, damn ..." he puffed as he exerted himself demolishing her. "Can't wait to get my dick up that slutty hole."

He didn't give her any room to breathe. She felt slightly suffocated beneath his weight, but he didn't relent. Even when her yowls became strained and choked, he just laid his muscular self all over her and pressed down to keep her exactly in the position he wanted her. That was face down, ass ever so slightly up, and flinching every time he gave her another skin-reddening smack. The marks didn't show through her fur, but she definitely felt them. She also felt that pounding knot smacking against her pussy lips with his lunging strokes. He didn't bother to actually tie with her. Instead, he just rubbed that bulb against her cunt and let her feel him throbbing, while leaning down close to project some deafening snarls right into her ear.

"Fucking take it," he rumbled, leaving her flinching from the sound and the increase in warmth alike.

She hoped it wasn't him. Her pussy was already flooded with juices, so if any cum slipped through she might not have even noticed. He held himself inside her until his sack stopped clenching against the back of her thighs, and then pulled out with a schlick. She was still utterly drenched, utterly breathless, but they gave her a few seconds to breathe after that one, at least. They were hardly even holding her down anymore. A couple of them grasped her by the wrists, but she wasn't fighting them. Instead, she just did her best to recover. She could still hear some of them working their shafts, that constant shick shick of palms stroking along increasingly slick shafts. Damien and Ethan were already hard again, and as for the rest, they moved in to take their turn when it was time.

"Eh, you ain't doing it right. You gotta hold her close. Cats are sensitive little creatures. Not like wolf girls. Watch and learn," the chubby one spoke.

"Oh fuck off Blake," Chris just snorted as he slowly worked his condom off and poured it all over Mahiri's back. The strands of fresh spunk joined from one rosette to another, partly blotting out her markings.

That didn't dissuade the big one from picking her up and pulling her back against his naked gut. He got a little cum on him but he didn't seem to care. She felt herself squishing into that layer of pudge atop his muscular form. What was really impressive was just how easily he handled her. She wasn't exactly the lightest feline alone, given the size of her assets. Yet all it took was him scooping her up under her arms and yanking her into a tight embrace. It wasn't the most overpowering hold. She maybe could have squirmed free if she really tried, but that would have just meant crumpling to the floor and getting pounced by the pack in moments. It seemed more trouble than it was worth, which was why she felt justified just letting that heavy canine take her by the thighs and left her legs right up over her head while he introduced his wrapped cock to her tender pussy.

She was slightly sore after three hard fucks, but she still took pleasure from taking that fat cock in her slathered pussy. The "stuff" still hadn't worn off. Or maybe that was just her own natural heat driving her on, made worse by swimming in the sweaty scents of five horny wolves. Blake locked her into a tight full nelson that kept her from moving much at all, other than some squirming and occasional whimpering as he lunged his hips up to plunge and pump her full of dick. This one stretched her a little more than others. He was bigger all around, stronger too, and just because he was hefty didn't mean he had no cardio. It took serious work to pound her that hard while supporting her whole weight. Blake was up to the task.

Her voice came out in a mewl as she got bounced atop that heavy knot. She closed her eyes, tilted her head back against the wolf's shoulder, and lost herself in the constant strokes and smacks of a knotted dick grinding against her over-sensitive insides. The puffy, swollen lips of her pussy made plenty of noise every time he smacked his knot against them. Juices sprayed off in little jets as she came down hard on his thick bulb. Her tits bounced enough to sometimes smack her in the face and shake her out of her deepening pleasure daze. She couldn't think, and she certainly couldn't speak. The wolves leered at her while she let all her feline noises spill out at them, but she couldn't help it. Not when the cock was that good, pumping that deep, grinding that hard right up against her clit.

"Yeah ... prime pussy on my dick ..." Blake muttered.

He was true to his word. He knew what he was doing. A few minutes on his dick and she went off before he even did. A sudden shake, a full-body quiver, and she went into the convulsions of her second orgasm. A nice wet squirt for him to enjoy pouring over his thick knot kept him humping to a finish. She was still gushing by the time he actually came inside her, or inside that condom at least. The heat inside her told her that was a fat load. She tried to run the numbers in her glittering mind, tried to calculate just how likely it was she was already pregnant with someone's pups. A little math was far too much for her to comprehend while she clenched hard on Blake's dick and slumped down in his grasp. Even when he pulled out and put her down, she couldn't stand on her own feet. She fell to her hands and knees, and took another rope of cum on her back when Blake got that condom off and finished his climax on her fallen form.

"Mmngh. Probably already broken in. But I bet you can finish her off, Alex," Blake muttered.

"Of course she is. Cats always act the same once they get a few wolf dicks in them. All pretty and superior until they're drooling for our knots, begging for more." The leader wolf got down low so he could speak right to her face. "You gonna beg, wolfslut?"

"Rrrrf ..." came her rumbled groan. It was as close as she'd managed to get to speaking in a while.

"Good enough. Now, our game isn't done yet. It's my turn. I want to see your eyes roll back, kitty."

Alex swept her up in his arms easily as Blake had. Mahiri felt like she weighed nothing while he carried her. Soon, she felt her back pressing against the comparatively cool wall behind her as he pinned her there, legs spread and raised. Lining up his tip with his entrance, he let it throb there for just a few seconds. Then he gave her a sudden jolt of a plunge and hilted himself in her wet cunt right down to the knot all in a single stroke. Maybe it was instinct, or reflexes, or maybe it was desire that made her wrap him up around the waist and squeeze him between her thighs. The sight of that set the other wolves into uproarious growl-laughter. She couldn't tell whose voice was whose anymore.

"Oh fuck, lookit her go. She wants it!"

"Let's see you break her, Alex."

"Then we can have even more fun with the horny bitch!"

Alex himself didn't say much. He offered her a submissive growl as they briefly locked eyes, and she gave a submissive mewl in return. Then it was time to stuff her full, to plunge deep into her body and fuck the screams out of her. Surely someone could hear her, but it wasn't like it was unusual for sex to happen at a party like that. They didn't know she'd been dragged off and piled on for a forceful wolven gangbang. The music was still playing, there was still plenty of nearby chatter, and meanwhile the entire house shook with the power of Alex's thrusts. He slammed into her like he was trying to break her in two, but rather than whimper or fuss, she simply shrieked and squeezed and rocked her hips right along with him. She wasn't ready to admit she wanted it, but she couldn't deny she needed it.

Yowling her lungs out got met by several wolf voices snarling right back at her, as if they wanted to drown out those annoying cat sounds. Alex's hips worked hard, his whole muscular body flexed taut to drive his dick into her. He still had a condom on, but she could already feel her body reacting. His warmth, his strength, his prime, masculine scent - it all made her so badly want to mate with him, to have his mutts, to let him flood her womb. A wild thought of asking him to pull out and take that cover off occurred to her, but she kept it silent for the moment. Instead, she dug her fingers and claws alike into his back to hold on tight throughout that endless rutting. His body plowed into her, his nuts smacked her ass over and over, and the cum from the previous wolves trickled down over her tits, down her spine, or stretched in thick strands from her chin. She knew she belonged to the pack by then. It just remained to be seen whose in particular she was.

The trembling tingle of climax came to her as suddenly as ever. Her squeezing grew more erratic and her noises got even higher-pitched. She closed her eyes and let her mouth hang open, outright drooling for Alex while that stud of a wolf made her cum again. He still wasn't done with her. He fucked her right through that clenching peak and didn't stop even when she was squealing. It was hardly cat noise anymore - she was just screaming, plummeting from a cliff, getting utterly overwhelmed by the sensations being hammered into her over and over again. In time, she couldn't even moan anymore. Nothing was particularly funny, but she giggled to herself anyway. Alex remained silent but for his commanding growls, but the pack's response was boisterous as ever.

"Yeaaah, that's a broken bitch right there!"

"Finish her!"

Despite their urging, Alex took her at his own pace. He savoured the feeling of being inside her a little longer, though he never stopped thumping. She clung to him and squeezed him tight between her thighs as if to try to milk him. Her body craved his cum inside her. She wriggled plenty, but it wasn't resistance anymore. It was more an effort to see if she could slip that condom off his dick with her pussy alone. Such a thing was impossible, but it was worth trying. All the squirming just made him pull back and slam her into the wall all the harder, and it was during one of those harsh, sudden lunges that his knot jammed inside of her all at once, seemingly by accident. It didn't matter. She came for him all the same, even faintly murmured his name or something that sounded like it. A few good fucks and she was utterly whimpering for the wolf she'd only just met when his cock was that damn good inside her.

She didn't get her wish, but listening to that big pack leader huff and growl as he blew a load between her legs was good enough. With his cumshot stretching out the latex, she knew she was pregnant, with someone's. Maybe it didn't matter who. What was most important was she was a quivering, eye-rolling, mewling wolf slut who just wanted more, no matter how harsh they were with her. Alex rocked his hips and humped her to a finish and then just held himself there with his knot throbbing inside her stretched cunt a while longer. At least she got to enjoy the feeling of being tied with him a while longer, and his bare cock rubbing against her soaking inside too. That condom couldn't possibly cover the entirety of his knot, so delighted in the sensation of getting it even slightly raw. And she knew the wolves were out of condoms.

Her body was relaxed, almost limp, but for her constant panting. Alex gave her some slurps along the throat and some nibbles to her collarbone before he started the process of messily pulling out of her. All of her juices poured onto the floor once he finally pried his fat knot out of her, and he let her slowly slide down the wall when he let her go. She still couldn't stand. Her legs were nearly numb, but there was plenty of sensation in the rest of her body. If she had a little more energy she might have reached down and rubbed herself to yet another climax. She wasn't done, and the pack wasn't either. They circled her and cornered her, looming above to form an impressive wall of naked, muscular canine bodies all glistening in sweat and sex alike. Every one of those knotted dicks was hard, and unwrapped too.

"Well, fuck it. We'll find out who won in a couple weeks. Might as well raw that needy slut," Chris pointed out.

"Not getting her any more pregnant," Alex agreed, with an approving nod as if to give them the go-ahead.

"Look how wet she is!" Ethan exclaimed.

"Bet she's getting hotter every time she takes a breath." Blake lifted an arm. "You wanna huff this musk, wolfslut?"

Mahiri had no response for any of them. She was too busy panting like a canine herself, trying not to drool on her own tits too much. A little was fine. There was no denying she was broken, that she needed more. Saying anything probably would have just given them fuel for further mockery - and every moment spent taunting her was one they weren't fucking her. With great effort, and plenty of support from the wall behind her, she very slowly struggled her way to her feet, wobbling a little. Her reward was to get snatched by the wrist and shoulder by two horny wolves and dragged over to the middle of the room, drunkenly staggering all the way.

She at least had enough balance left to stay up while they bent her over. Ethan clutched her by the hips and eagerly started humping her ass without any buildup, slapping his hard dick against one of those cheeks. Meanwhile, she ended up with her face smothered in Blake's crotch. He didn't even have to tell her to sniff. With one long, deep breath in, her eyes closed all the while, she got herself utterly infatuated with that distinctly rich wolven musk. It was utterly intoxicating, tingling through her mind, and enduring she was clenching tight and hot when Ethan eventually found his eager way to her pussy. He wasn't exactly elegant about it, and his first thrust penetrated her from a funny angle, but in a way that was just all the more stimulating. Eventually he found his mark.

"Drink that scent down. That's your drug now, kitty," Blake told her in a low voice.

Ethan's words were by contrast much more energetic, unhinged even. "Ohhhhh fuck how is that pussy so good, give it to me, nice and bare ..."

Soon he was squelching in and out of her sopping sex with some frantic strokes that made it seem like he was in a race. Blake took his time, and let her lick there a while between sniffs. She eventually worked her way down to his tip, laid a wet kiss there, and he did the rest. A smooth, firm plunge into her mouth and straight towards the back of her throat might have made a lesser slut gag violently. Not her. She gulped that dick like a pro and drooled down to his knot and nuts alike as he started to messily facefuck her. His precum mixed with just how much saliva she was producing. It only got thicker as he mashed his taste into her palate, really grinding along her tingly tongue. The rough texture didn't seem to bother him in the slightest.

Pulling her hair, her tail, and giving her the occasional spank, the wolves handled her plenty roughly, but she still refused to break. In a physical way, anyway. She was already mentally rattled, but she could go even deeper into her void of sluttiness. Ethan wildly plowed her. He was terribly at it, and yet that was precisely what she needed in that moment - someone to just fuck her as hard as he could, no matter how sloppy it might have been. Having his unwrapped cock pointed at her womb just made her hotter for him. Blake remained relatively composed for the most part, but feeling those eager lips sucking tight around his dick was enough to set him off

"Ohhhh, you fucking whore," he snarled with a harsh clench of his teeth and a forceful thrust straight down her open throat. "You'd better swallow every drop. I wanna fill you that soft little belly with my cum."

"Yeah! Fuck ... I wanna - " Ethan started, but he didn't even manage to finish.

Instead, he broke into something of a mix of a howl and a moan as he threw himself forward and half-knotted that soaking wet cunt. That was when Mahiri got to feel the wonderful sensation of hot wolf spunk shooting right inside her. Ethan came his brains out once more, his knees buckling from the pleasure of emptying his nuts inside the leopardess for real. Blake wasn't far behind. He let the leopard suck his whole knot while he grunted and shot his load down her throat. She gulped heavily, desperately, neck outright bulging with the effort to swallow all the cum she possibly could. A little bit of it drooled out from the corner of her lips, though Blake didn't seem to care. He was far too busy hosing down her insides with that flexing, spurting climax. He left her belly feeling all nice and warm once he was done with her, and a hot, masculine taste embedded firmly on her tongue for her to savour long after he pulled his knot back out of her mouth. It took a stretch of her jaw to get it past the back of her teeth, but nothing she couldn't handle.

With her tail lifted high and her hands planted on her thighs, she let the rest of the wolves have a good look at that cum-stuffed pussy of hers. The mess definitely didn't dissuade them. Hardly two seconds of swaying there, and she was already sandwiched between two more muscled bodies and forced to stand mostly straight. Her toes barely touched the ground as Chris and Damien got on either side of her, squishing her against their abs and pecs while they groped her all over. Whether with a handful of tits, a squeeze of her ass, or just some greedy strokes up and down her hips and sides, they showed her just how much they loved her body. She revelled in the attention.

"Fuck yeah, give me that fat ass ..." Chris snarled, outright drooling down her spine as he shoved his dick between her cheeks.

Damien didn't say anything. He was all rumbles and deep growls, projecting bass into Mahiri's body while he moved to penetrate her. One dick under her tail, one between her thighs, and soon she was left feeling utterly stuffed and stretched. Chris wasn't gentle. He held her tight and clawed her deep while he shoved his cock up her ass. Once he started shoving in, he didn't stop until he had his knot against her rim, and even he kept pushing to see if he could tie with her right away. She was plenty flexible, experienced even, but she was going to need a little time to loosen up. Damien got even close to succeeding. He jammed that bulb against her pussy lips and smacked it back and forth a few times, stretching her a little more each time before he gave up and started fucking her properly.

"Hey, hurry up," Chris urged as he pumped the cat's rump hard.

"Ever heard of rhythm?" Damien chastised, rolling his hips in a smooth, steady motion.

"Fuck that. I'm trying to nut in her ass, not write a song."

It took them a while, but eventually they found their collective pace after a little battling for dominance. Mahiri couldn't tell who actually ended up winning. They seemed to find a compromise of rapid-fire humping and smooth, accurate thrusts. Her legs eventually dangled down as they supported her weight between them, letting her jiggle in their grasp while they rutted her from that double-penetration position. Their nuts smacked against her body - and occasionally each other's - but the steady smack of plump wolf balls against cushy leopard curves didn't slow them any. They barked and grunted their way to a pounding speed, squishing her between them all the while, practically crushing her, and she could only hang on tight while she got her holes fucked numb. Maybe she was finally hitting a threshold of pleasure where she couldn't feel anymore. Her body was nearly done.

She almost passed out until that double cumshot woke her up. That made her jolt and yowl, then just mewl as she got knotted in both holes nearly at once. She was left clenching madly on those thick bulges and milking them for all she had. Not only did Damien make her pussy squirt, but she got a tight, clenching anal orgasm out of the whole thing too. Chris made her ass cum, so to speak, with that pulsing dick shooting spunk straight up towards her belly. He yanked her tail hard to make her clamp down harder and screech her feline noise into the air, while Damien just chomped her on the shoulder as he filled her womb with another heavy load of creamy wolf spunk. She was a sponge for their scents, and a dump for their cum, sloshing and full with the stuff by the time those two were done with her. But there was still one more wolf who hadn't had a second chance yet.

"Bring her here when you're done." Alex had a very controlled way of commanding his pack. He didn't shout orders. He just told them what to do, and they obeyed without complaint.

It took a few minutes for Damien to soften enough to pull his knot out, uncorking that double-creamed cunt and leaving her squirting and dripping all over the rug. Chris remained inside her a little longer, finally yanking out and leaving her slightly gaping after he was done milking out every single drop he could give her. She tightened up fairly quickly. After all the rough times she'd been through, she was plenty durable and elastic. Though her legs sure weren't doing much anymore. They tried to set her down, and she just collapsed in a heap. It was clumsy, embarrassing, and a touch painful. Rather than help her up, they just left her there, soaking in the jizz that poured from her stretched holes, and took her by the wrists to drag her across the floor to their leader. She left a trail of cum all the way.

Alex hefted her up and pulled her onto the bed with him at last. All that fucking on the floor, and there was a perfectly usable bed there all that time. Maybe they didn't want to make a mess on it, but they hardly seemed the sort to be so considerate. She soaked the sheets in seconds just dripping jizz anyway. Alex made sure to get comfortable, propped up back on some pillows, stretching his hot body out beneath the cat he was using for a blanket. She could barely even sit, much less stand, so she wobbled back and forth while he nestled her down on top of his cock. His strength could support her just fine. Clutching her by the hips, he kept her relatively balanced while he pulled her down and pushed his shaft into her pussy.

"Mmngh ... you feel seven better bare. Maybe you'll have the whole pack's pups by the time we're done with you," he deeply rumbled.

It could have hardly been called riding. More, she was just a toy atop his cock, bouncing when he gave her a hard thrust from below, and pulled her down onto his cock. He got his knot inside her after just a few strokes. She'd been loosened up enough by then to be extra accommodating. Pulling back, he popped it back out with every stroke, only to tie with her again. She knew she ought to have been screaming, but she couldn't manage much more than a faint whimper, sounding almost more confused than anything. Her eyes were all out of focus, her tongue was flopped right out the corner of her mouth. Absolutely fucked stupid, and fucked a little more on top of that, she had no more comment but for the occasional groan as she endured more of that numbing, breaking pleasure and got filled with the alpha wolf's fat cock.

Eventually she just collapsed on top of him. He wrapped her up in a heavy embrace and squeezed her taut to his chest, firm enough to leave slight indents of his muscles against her tits. She listened to him panting in her ear, listened to those grunts become growls, then wet, extended snarls as he pleasured himself with her body. She didn't have any input left, just a vessel for wolf spunk, a plaything to be used for as long as they wanted. Sometimes she found her consciousness fluttering, or just felt dizzy. Alex kept her warm, kept her where he wanted her, and his popping knot eventually locked inside her so tightly he couldn't pull it out anymore. A drooly kiss on the cheek eventually became a makeout session, one she reciprocated instinctively while the wolf squeezed deep into her ass and fucked another load of cum into her.

She swallowed his growls and howls alike as he shot her unprotected womb full of fresh wolf cum. It was even hotter, even thicker than all the rest she'd taken. His heavy nuts just kept flexing, kept milking out spurt after spurt of heavy canine jizz. She was utterly defiled with it, turned from dignified cat to drenched wolf slut, quivering in Alex's arms. He rolled her over and got on top of her devastated, twitching body, and gave her a few hard thumps just to keep himself cumming a while longer. It must have been a full minute of pumping her womb full of spunk, expanding her belly, making her noisily slosh and jiggle before he finally pulled out. And he wasn't even done.

Moving off to the side of her sprawled out body, he rubbed his cock and got some last few ropes laid out on her face, then her tits. The other wolves joined in, forming a circle all around the bed, stroking their wet shafts with a schlick schlick. They all still had a little more. Half a minute of jerking off above her naked body and they started a round of cumming all over her. There was plenty for her face and breasts, but also some hot ropes laid across her belly, her thighs, even her paws sometimes. Nearly every single inch of her front side was coated in fresh wolf jizz. Mahiri closed her eyes and basked in the raunchy heat, letting her fur soak up all their scents, all their possessive, claiming marks. Not just one musk, but the whole pack's. She was going to smell like wolf for good. Everyone was going to know why her belly was swelling out, was going to know just how much she loved wolf dick in her feline pussy, and she absolutely loved every single second of it.

~~~

Pregnancy took to her well. Her body got even more shapely, taking on an outright motherly form over the months to come. She knelt there on her hands and knees, tongue casually gliding up and down Alex's cock as he stretched back and admired her. Months of servicing the pack just drove her deeper and deeper into mindless pleasure seeking, to the point she hardly did anything else. Whether it was sucking or getting fucked, she spent the day with her new pack, her new collar jingling all the while. It had a special inscription.

Mahiri, Wolven Breeding Bitch

She had new tattoos, too. They managed to show through her fur, permanently etched upon her body. Two possessive wolf paw prints on her asscheeks, and then three just above the base of her tail, on the small of her back. One for each member of the pack. Alex was her favourite though. He tasted the best, fucked the way she liked it, and never failed to make her cum. Licking him like that was less about getting him off and more about showing her appreciation for his studly body. She worshipped his hard, knotted dick with a little purr throughout her slurping, and he soaked it all. Her gravid belly pressed down atop the bed, rounded out as the time came closer and closer. Between her adoring tastes of that fat cock, she managed to murmur something.

"Almost time. I hope they're yours ..."

"Mm. We'll see. I played the game fairly. Have to set a good example." Leaning a little closer, he gave her that sultry growl he knew she loved. "If not, then we'll just have to make absolutely sure your next one is mine. We're not done with you yet."

She purred at the thought of that. She wanted his pups. Her body belonged to the pack, and her mind still hadn't shaken that haze that came over her months before. She was their endlessly eager slut, their whore to pleasure them, their bitch to breed with over and over. They never seemed to get tired of fucking her, and she never tired of them. It was everything she ever needed, and all because they'd spotted her and dragged her off, kicking and clawing. Good thing they knew what was good for her better than she ever did herself.